A VOICE

      

It was raining cats and dogs

The wind roared with anger

In the pitch darkness, I sat

Caught in the storm alone

The raining noise frightened

So was the howling wind

Knowing well there was none

I cried, “Is there anyone please?”

 Surprisingly I heard a voice

“Yes, I am also stranded here!

We cannot go out until” it said

“The rain stops or night ends”

In the black darkness, we started

Talking in a high pitch to hear

What we talked about mattered the least

Another life there was good enough

Unknowingly I fell asleep

When woke, it was a bright day

There was no one there, but me

I wondered if was but my dream.

If it was a soul or a man

This voice I will never forget

Was it true or just my imagination

Ever will be a light of my life